Chapter 279 New Year's Day
The 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, night school, Principal Wang’s office.
Jiang Cheng, who was asking the questions here, didn't expect that the other party would look for her after she answered the call.
"I am Jiang Cheng."
There is a little noise on the phone and the call quality is average.
Jiang Cheng said "I am Jiang Cheng" several times before the other party understood.
"Jiang Cheng——I am the cold leader."
Jiang Cheng responded, and the cold leader made it clear that he wanted to call.
"Beijing City will hold a translation training after the New Year. It is expected to take a month. We invite you to teach."
When Jiang Cheng heard this, he agreed without any hesitation.
After hearing this, Leader Leng was very happy and continued, "It will start after the Chinese New Year. You should prepare the courses first."
"By the way, this time not only are there translators coming for training, but some factories are also sending people here to discuss issues such as product diversity and international integration."
"I was thinking that if you have time, you might as well attend. Jingshi really appreciates your contribution to the trade fair."
When Jiang Cheng heard this, his eyes brightened a little.
Instead of letting the translator take on the main responsibility, it is better to solve the problem from the root.
As long as the product is good, foreigners can’t help but buy it.
"I understand, Leader Leng, I will be ready."
Jiang Cheng talked to Leader Leng for a few more words and then hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng finished the last page of questions in front of him, handed it to Principal Wang and said, "I have something to do, so I won't be here for the next few days."
Principal Wang is holding the questions.
"It's no use if you want to come. We're on holiday."
"That's right...how many days?"
"Three days."
Principal Wang said the number coldly, and Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched.
Three days of vacation?
At this time, she had only one thought: Fortunately, she was not at work.
Jiang Cheng packed his backpack, said goodbye to Principal Wang, and walked out.
Along the way, he greeted the teachers who had come to work overtime. Many teachers agreed with a wry smile, and after Jiang Cheng walked away, they poked their heads out one by one.
"Do you think she can still come?"
"I don't think so. We left early today."
"Please don't come. I haven't finished yesterday's paper yet."
"Yesterday? I still haven't finished the one from the day before yesterday."
"My hair has fallen out from working overtime these past two days."
After a group of teachers complained, they all went back to work overtime obediently.
No matter how much they complain, they can still clearly distinguish between good and bad.
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On the way back, Jiang Cheng stopped by a bookstore.
Only after she took a bunch of translation materials from the bookstore did she return to the slum.
After returning, Jiang Cheng gave Li Chunxiang and Sun Aiguo a day off so they didn't have to come to class in the evening.
After giving them both a good vacation, Jiang Cheng started to prepare training materials.
It became busy all of a sudden.
But she was not the only one who was busy, Grandma Shen was busy celebrating the New Year, Shen Yue was busy drawing picture books, Shen Xing was busy learning English, and Shen Que was even busier.
On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, everyone except Chen Que put down what they were doing.
Because Shen Que was the factory director, he volunteered to be on duty on important days, which was the custom in almost every factory.
Although Grandma Shen felt regretful, she could understand it.
There were only two little ones left at home, Grandma Shen, and George who was invited by Jiang Cheng.
George didn't want to leave the laboratory, but probably because he was familiar with Shen Xing and knew Jiang Cheng, he finally came.
In the north, people eat during the day and eat dumplings while staying up all night during the New Year.
If a family is wealthy, they will spend several days cleaning the house, frying food, and offering sacrifices to the Kitchen God.
But now that we are not so rich and supplies are scarce, almost all of these things have to be done in one day. In the morning, Grandma Shen poured half a pot of oil distressedly, frying while silently feeling distressed.
Jiang Cheng brought Shen Yue with him, and Shen Xing stayed by the pot, eating freshly fried dates, fried sweet potatoes, and fried mushrooms.
The mushrooms were brought here by someone asked by the leader of the Red Flag Commune.
After chatting with the person who delivered the mushrooms, Jiang Cheng learned that the team leader was really starting to grow mushrooms in winter.
Although the scale is small now, it is finally a start.
Their mushrooms have not yet been sold to the city, but they already have regular customers in the commune and county, and the demand is simply exceeding supply.
I heard that the captain is planning to expand the production scale next.
After hearing this, Jiang Cheng was really happy for them. The wisdom of the people is always great.
She just took up the vision of her ancestors and used the thinking of later generations to solve current problems, so everything was very simple.
In fact, now they are all working hard for the prosperity of future generations.
Jiang Cheng ate the crispy, fragrant and soft mushrooms, which tasted better than meat.
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Dip it in a little chili powder and it’s absolutely delicious.
I was only half full after eating some fried food in the morning.
George also tasted Chinese food for the first time, fried sweet potatoes.
Shen Xing cut the fried sweet potato into regular squares, and George ate it. After eating it, he wanted to eat another one.
He and Shen Xing ate together.
Shen Xing ate the cut corners, and George ate the regular shapes. They cooperated well.
One of them jumped out English words, and the other jumped out Chinese words, which was full of humor with their different opinions.
Around two o'clock in the afternoon, we can start eating the New Year's Eve meal.
There are eight dishes in total: chicken stewed with mushrooms, braised spare ribs, sauerkraut blood sausage, braised carp, fried eggs with garlic sprouts, fried peanuts, candied sweet potatoes, and the last dish is a hodgepodge of fried food.
Everyone sat down, Jiang Cheng served everyone orange juice drinks, and Grandma Shen raised her glass to speak.
"This year has been good, very good. We will get better and better every year from now on."
"cheers!"
We clinked glasses and had a meal together.
It’s the New Year, Jiang Cheng has plenty of drinks.
Shen Xing and Shen Yue were drinking happily.
No one ate much rice, the vegetables alone were enough.
After eating and drinking, Jiang Cheng and the others cleaned up the dishes and asked the chef, Grandma Shen, to take a rest.
Grandma Shen didn't try to show off and went to rest obediently.
After clearing away the dishes, Jiang Cheng carried the lunch box wrapped in a towel and went to the machinery factory.
After entering unimpeded, she took her lunch box to Shen Que's office.
"Dangdang——"
"Enter!"
Jiang Cheng pushed the door open, holding up the lunch box and said, "I'm here to spend the New Year with Director Shen."
The moment Shen Que saw Jiang Cheng, he stood up, took the lunch box from her, and held Jiang Cheng's hand.
"Are you cold?"
"Sit over here. There's a stove."
Shen Que asked Jiang Cheng to sit next to the stove while he went to pour hot water.
"It's a little hot. Warm your hands first and drink it later."
After Jiang Cheng sat down, he saw Shen Que wandering around by himself. He was not so busy at first, but he became busy in the blink of an eye.
"Don't go. I have to go back before dark. Sit down and talk."
When Shen Que heard this, he quickly pulled a chair and sat next to Jiang Cheng.
His eyes fell on Jiang Cheng's hands.
“My hands are actually quite warm.”
The next second, Jiang Cheng's hand was held by Chen Que.
"I'll warm your hands. It's faster than using an oven. Your hands will itch after using an oven. Mine is all natural and won't itch."
Jiang Cheng was amused and said, "I think so too."
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